[Verse 1] The gate hangs loose on a rusted chain Rain has silvered the tractor lane A blackbird lifts from the barley stubble Then drops back down where the furrows buckle [Pre-Chorus] No house for miles, no chimney smoke Just thistles bent like weathered oaks And the sound of the crows in the wind As the afternoon gives in [Chorus] Out in the field where the earth rolls bare And the wind calls night through the open air White chalk in the rocks, black clouds overhead All of the things we left here are not dead Not dead, not dead They’re sleeping in the field instead [Verse 2] The church bell fades beyond the hill A fox slips past the standing mill The hedgerow wears its autumn colours As summer fades among the flowers [Pre-Chorus] No road sign points to where I’ve been Only the tears that dried upon my skin And the rain sinks in beneath the clay Like dreams that vanish in the light of day [Chorus] Out in the field where the earth rolls bare And the wind calls night through the open air White chalk in the rocks, black clouds overhead All of the things we left here are not dead Not dead, not dead They’re sleeping in the field instead [Bridge] If you come back, come through the western gate Past the pond and the broken slate I’ll be there where the long grass bends Waiting for you where the silence ends [Final Chorus] Out in the field where the earth rolls bare I call your name and you’re almost there White chalk in the rocks, red sun overhead All of the words we buried rise instead Rise instead, rise instead From the quiet field ahead [Outro] The gate hangs loose on a rusted chain Rain has silvered the tractor lane And the field keeps hold of everything The field keeps hold of everything © 2026 Groovy Monster. All rights reserved.
